After picking up the book from the coffee table with her little hands, Chen Bing began to read it intently.
Time spent immersed in reading can slip away unnoticed. If you don't believe me, just look at your current time; doesn't it feel like ages have passed without you even realizing it?
Chen Bing didn't know how long he had been staring at it, but when he came to his senses again, Yun Xuan was already leading Shang Yunmiao out.
"Wow, it's raining so hard outside." Yunxuan had heard it raining outside while she was in the bathroom, but she didn't know how heavy it was because of the sound of the water and the washing machine.
Seeing the heavy rain outside the window, which was almost continuous, blurring everything even dozens of meters away, I couldn't help but worry about my husband's way home.
It's the weekend, and as usual, Shang Zhengxin should be getting ready to go home. But he didn't drive to work today, and with this heavy rain, it'll probably be difficult for him to get back.
Thinking this, Yunxuan went back to the bedroom first, and after finding the phone, she called her husband. Shang Yunmiao, on the other hand, was left in the living room, staring wide-eyed at Chen Bing.
"Chen Bing, what are you looking at?"
With her hair still wet, Shang Yunmiao scrambled onto the sofa, pressed her body against Chen Bing's arm, and asked like a curious child.
"I saw 'One Hundred Years of Solitude' on the coffee table."
Shang Yunmiao nodded as if she understood, then added as if she suddenly remembered, "Dad used to read this book a lot."
"So it's Uncle Shang's book? I thought Aunt Xuan was reading it." Chen Bing nodded, mimicking Shang Yunmiao's earlier gesture.
Unaware that the other person was imitating her, Shang Yunmiao withdrew her gaze and looked in the direction Yun Xuan had left. After a while, she turned her gaze back to Chen Bing.
"Chen Bing, can you help me blow-dry my hair?" Shang Yunmiao asked Chen Bing, as she was used to blow-drying her hair immediately after taking a shower since her mother wasn't around.
Upon hearing Shang Yunmiao's request, Chen Bing, who didn't think it was a big deal, immediately agreed. He then took Shang Yunmiao's little hand and followed her to the hair dryer. Little Shang obediently sat on the pink stool, hugging her knees with her hands clasped together, and looked up at Chen Bing as he picked up the hair dryer.
Chen Bing pressed down on Shang Yunmiao's head with one hand, signaling her to lower her head slightly, and then turned on the hairdryer and started blowing it on her.
It is said that although Shang Yunmiao has a lot of hair, it is much finer than the average person. This type of hair does not feel rough to the touch; instead, it is as delicate and smooth as silk. At the same time, the fine strands of hair look very good when tied into a ponytail, without appearing bulky or greasy like white or black people.
In other words, it embodies a delicate, fragile, and classical aesthetic that aligns with Eastern aesthetics.
No, what am I thinking about again? Why am I having so much internal monologue while just blow-drying my hair?
While inwardly criticizing herself, Chen Bing helped Shang Yunmiao blow-dry her hair. In no time, both tasks were completed.
"Alright, all done." Shang Yunmiao, who had been comfortably squinting and enjoying drying her hair, immediately opened her eyes upon hearing this. Then, she looked at Chen Bing with a somewhat puzzled expression.
"What's wrong?" Chen Bing, who was being questioned by the other party, was also puzzled, thinking to herself that she had already finished her boasting.
"Aren't you going to tie your hair up?" Shang Yunmiao answered Chen Bing's question innocently, while making a fake tying motion on the back of her head. According to her old habits, tying up her hair after blow-drying it was as natural as washing her hands before meals and after using the toilet.
Upon hearing this, Chen Bing simply hummed in agreement and then began to braid the little girl's hair.
But I don't have any hair ties or anything like that on hand.
Perhaps realizing this as well, Shang Yunmiao took a pink hair tie from her shirt pocket and handed it to Chen Bing.
After getting the hair tie, Chen Bing simply tied Shang Yunmiao's hair into a ponytail, and then took her back to the sofa to watch TV.
Wait, no, this seems to be the first time I've ever styled a girl's hair. It's not my first time blow-drying hair, though; I've blow-dried Liu Yue's hair quite a few times before when Chen Shichao wasn't around.
Belatedly realizing what was happening, Chen Bing looked at Shang Yunmiao's head with a complicated expression. "Why is my head so smooth? Am I that talented? Should I record such an important first time? What's today's date?"
After agonizing for a long time, given that the innocent young virgin Chen Bingjian, the other protagonist of the incident, Shang Yunmiao, did not have any special reaction, he had no choice but to give up all sorts of messy ideas amidst his great entanglement.
Around that time, Yunxuan came out of the bedroom after finishing her phone call.
When she saw that her daughter's hair had already been tied up, she realized that she had forgotten to blow-dry it. Therefore, excluding the possibility that she did it independently, it's obvious who helped her.
"Mommy is going to pick up Daddy now. You two stay home and wait for me to come back, okay?"
""good.""
Yunxuan smiled and nodded, then continued, "Bingbing, I just called your mother, and she said she'll be back in an hour or two."
"Okay, Aunt Xuan, I understand."
"Also, if you get hungry, there are snacks and milk in the drawer. Yunmiao, remember to give them to Brother Chen Bing."
"Okay, Mom, I understand."
After explaining these things, Yunxuan took her car keys and left home with peace of mind.
Reflecting on her daughter's behavior just now, Yunxuan couldn't help but think that in the past, if she wanted to go out, Yunmiao would definitely be very sad and make a fuss about going out with her. Now that Chen Bing is by her side, she has become much more independent. Even things like blow-drying and tying her hair, she won't wait for her to do them.
After thinking about the hair-drying issue, Yunxuan nodded with satisfaction.
Hmm? Something seems off. Independence? Is this really independence? Wasn't Chen Bing always helping her? She just changed who she asked for help from, right?
Because of the frightening thunder and lightning outside, Shang Yunmiao, who had already become "independent," slowly snuggled up to Chen Bing's arm after her mother left. Chen Bing didn't mind and put her hand on her shoulder. The two little ones sat on the sofa, snuggling together while watching TV, creating a very warm scene.
"Chen Bing, would you like some milk?"
Okay, pause.
First of all, I admit that I misunderstood what I was saying at first glance. However, the fact that I was able to say this proves that, at my core, I am still an upright, kind, and handsome good person.
continue.
"Okay, I'll drink it."
"Then will you come with me to get it? I'm a little scared to go alone." Comrade Xiao Shang hugged Chen Bing's arm with both hands, her tone slightly coquettish.
Without much hesitation, Chen Bing decisively took Shang Yunmiao to the kitchen to get a glass of milk and some snacks to fill their stomachs.
"This is delicious... Here, have this... Chen Bing, ah..."
Under Shang Yunmiao's arrangement, the two watched TV while eating the snacks in front of them. Around 6 PM, the doorbell rang in the entryway.
The sound sounded slightly eerie amidst the wind and rain, like the opening scene of some horror movies.
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